Today. the 18th. was my birthday.
It was a day. of rain. and thunder. and flash flood warnings.
45 minutes at the at&t store. with still no accomplishment made.
Other errands hitched by wrong turns and bad planning.
Red Lobster for dinner? oh. Red Lobster changed their name to “this space available for rent”.
but it’s okay. Papa Johns is good on any occasion.
is this a complaint? never.
anyone who makes an emotionally involved deal about their birthday over the age of 12 is [fill in blank with synonym for immature and/or Narsicist].
I have Brenda (my iPhone). and we’re in love. and that’s all that matters.
I love you baby… *kiss*…
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